Sleep, little theri, sleep comfortably,
wrapped in the robe that you've made,
for your passion is stilled --
like a pot of pickled greens
boiled dry.
Punna, grow full with good qualities
like the moon on the fifteenth day.
With discernment at total fullness, burst
the mass
of darkness.
So freed! So thoroughly freed am I! --
from three crooked things set free:
from mortar, pestle,
& crooked old husband.
Having uprooted the craving
that leads to becoming,
I'm set free from aging & death.
Wandering for alms --Source: ATI - For Free Distribution Only, as a Gift of Dhamma.
weak, leaning on a staff,
with trembling limbs --
I fell down right there on the ground.
Seeing the drawbacks of the body,
my mind was then
set free.
Dhamma Essay:
Giving Dignity to Life by Bhikkhu Bodhi
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